Summer 1st, 2017

It is today that the sun shines truly bright. And my stomach feels truly hungry, my heart opens up slowly, gathering the warmth. I've written my last words and my last paper; now I can just put my pen down, get up, go. I pulled an all nighter and - funniest thing - it does not matter. See, I'm worried about me. My body aches and my soul is unkempt. I'll repeat the cycle again and again, everyday breath in, everyday breath out, keep it together. We're driving to the beach this Saturday, my first swim for the year. I do not doubt it anymore, whether I'm alive or not, because I felt it, a small tingling thrill for this arrangement. My German lessons are also over, so it seems I can freely drown myself in all the options that surround me, what to learn next, I can't decide between Danish or Swedish, but then might as well learn something more widely spoken? People tend to follow that advice. Anyway, I got my new glasses, I got my friends, I will live my summer, it's two months, only two months, but let's give happiness a shot.